"Mr. Fu, how many times do I have to tell you, our past relationship was really very ordinary."
"Then why do you always look so scared every time you see me?"
"You are a big shot, and I’m just an ordinary person. To put it accurately, who around you isn’t afraid of you? Otherwise, go look in the mirror and see that expression on your face—always cold and unpredictable with your emotions. You might as well ask your assistant or your business partners to see what they say about you, see if their faces also show fear like mine when they face you."
Tingzhou was stunned for a moment as he listened to her words.
No one had ever spoken so much to him before.
But, Tingzhou knew in his heart that everyone around him was afraid of him.
It was respect, but also fear.
For a moment, the man fell silent again.
Tang Xi sighed softly. She glanced at the time; the movie wasn’t over yet. She took a sip of her milk tea, her lips and teeth filled with the sweet and cloying taste. But she didn’t feel it was sweet, because her heart was filled with bitterness.
This must be the first time Tingzhou had bought her milk tea, right?
And it was under such circumstances.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Tingzhou sitting opposite her, motionless.
Tang Xi didn’t know what to say because, in her heart, she was really afraid of him.
Every minute and every second spent with him was torture.
Especially after his amnesia, the atmosphere of that torture was unknown.
"Why do you always want to ask about your past? Sometimes, losing your memory can be a kind of happiness. Maybe the past wasn’t that great, isn’t it better to cherish the present?"
Tingzhou didn’t like the blank slate he had become, the hole in his memory made him uncomfortable at all times, especially that woman in the depths of his memory.
His current self felt incomplete.
"Do you think, losing memory is a kind of happiness?" He disagreed with Tang Xi’s words.
Tang Xi nodded, "I also wish, to lose the memories of my past."
Why would anyone want an incomplete self.
Tang Xi looked at him seriously, "Tingzhou, do you really not remember anything at all from before?"
She stared at his face, locking onto his gaze, trying to see a trace of emotion in his eyes, but all she saw was a moment of confusion revealed in the depths of the man’s eyes.
"I only remember, there’s a woman in my dreams, she is facing away from me, and I’ve always wanted to know who she is. Tang Xi, I know we might have had an unpleasant marriage in the past, but you are the only one, the only person I can contact now who knows about my past, so I hope you can be honest with me." The man took out a card from his wallet and handed it to Tang Xi, "This card has no limit; you can spend as you wish. It can afford the most expensive villa on the North Island, and can give you and your daughter a good future. You also don’t have to work hard in the hospital; it can allow your daughter to attend an elite school."
Listening, it indeed sounded very tempting.
But it was not what Tang Xi wanted.
But she didn’t want to take money from Tingzhou’s hands.
Tang Xi smirked lightly, "So, what do you want?"
"I hope you can tell me everything you know."
Tang Xi raised an eyebrow, "Ok, ask away."
"Did I ever have a lover?"
She shook her head, "No."
It probably wouldn’t count Su Mengshu as his lover.
"How was my relationship with my grandfather before?"
Tang Xi bit her lip, this question... she glanced at him, fell silent for a few seconds, "Grandpa Fu was a very authoritative man. I was a doctor before, and by chance saved him in a mall when his old illness relapsed. I didn’t marry you through Grandpa Fu, so during our marriage, I didn’t have much contact with Grandpa Fu."
She thought for a while, "But it was clear to see, he loved you very much, he is your grandfather, his affection for you was genuine."
"Do you know about the conflicts I had with my elder brother, and if you do, why would you still be with him?"
Tang Xi waved her hand, "I’m not with him, I’ve told you before, he was just my patient, I’m a doctor. He has a wife... um... Tingzhou, you can’t possibly forget who his wife is, can you? Ji Qingtan, do you remember Ji Qingtan?"
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, "That’s my sister-in-law."
Tingzhou pursed his lips, "I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise, the money isn’t so easy to take."